My secondary school years have to the best years of my life on earth. Those years were memorable; the experiences I had, the educational and social activities I engaged in, helped in shaping and transforming me into the man I am today.
I enjoyed the best of both worlds: my grades were good and I had a pretty good relationship with a lot of people.
Recently, I ran into an old friend who said something that inspired this write up, he said he can’t wait to see the people who saw him as a loser/nobody, to see what he’s become today.
Have you noticed that some people still have no love lost for the people who offended them back in secondary school?
I will never understand what they passed through back then that made them loathe these people for whatever reason. I tried persuading him to let go of those childhood memories but all I said fell on deaf ears. I believe those things happened a long time ago before we became adults, some have forgotten they bullied, looked down and made fun of you.
A friend told me its easy for me to say because I wasn’t a prey back in the day. The truth is that I was little and people mocked me because of my height but it still didn’t make me think less of myself.
The victims have a hidden agenda against these predators/truants and are bent on teaching them a lesson or two later in life. These memories they are holding onto, are the main reason why they are proud, arrogant, egocentric, braggarts, have low self esteem and ready to do anything to be noticed.
I implore people to let bygones be bygones and get on with their lives. We all did and said a lot of things out of youthful exuberance that shouldn’t be used to judge us today.